My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

I wasn't sure whether he understood. I continued, "Shirley is incredible. If you pay attention, you will discover that you have missed too much in these years. When I was young, I loved candies, but I could only eat them once a month. Sometimes, my grandma didn't even let me eat them. Because there was no way to make me satisfied, I kept craving candies all the time when I was young. At that time, my grandma used to make me pumpkin pie. They tasted good, but because I could eat them every day and my grandma would make them for me whenever I wanted, as time passed, I didn't think the pumpkin pies were delicious anymore. Later, when I grew up, I could buy candies myself and I was very excited. I bought a lot of them, but I got sick of them after eating two. In fact, most of the things we often craved weren't good at all, we craved them simply because we couldn't get our hands on them. Thinking about it now, the most delicious food in my memory was not the candies, but the pumpkin pie. But my grandma is gone so I can only remember the taste for as long as I lived."

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just thinking of you because I couldn't win you over. Do you still remember what you looked like when you first came to Granger Manor? You didn't speak much. You were either silent or smiling faintly. You were so quiet. My mother told me in private that a girl like you is very gentle, but I thought to myself, why should a girl be gentle? Later on, you pushed me into the pond. Now that I think about it, I've long forgotten the chill of the water. The only thing I remember is your appearance. You looked energetic and bright, and although you were in rage, you looked gorgeous. When I carried you out of the warehouse, you were covered in blood. You probably forgot that you held on to me tightly and stubbornly told me that I must save the child. That was very disheartening. I thought, how could a person

and lowered my head. There were too many things that happened in the past, and some of

you to see it. When you found out that the child was gone, you were in shock. You always woke up in the middle of the night and sat alone, dazing, in the room. At first, I didn't know about it, but then I found out and stayed up

You would say that you wanted to prepare breakfast for me. But you were in a daze. The breakfast that you cooked was often either bad or couldn't be eaten. You would mistake the suga for salt and add it to

a sudden pang of sorrow. I couldn't deny that I owed him a lot, but there was no